I’m sorry for neglecting you. I got caught up in the thing called life. Forgive me?
Sweet – so a catch-up is in order because my last posting was last year… like, the last quarter of last year, haha!
All is well! Life is relatively grand. I spent the holidays with my new family and learned many, many British Christmas traditions while introducing them to some of my American ones. I’ll throw something up on that later, though as I’m sure most of you don’t care all that much.
I promised photos from Stourhead National Park which I visited with my partner during my time off that week in October, so here they are!
P.S. If it looks familiar, it’s because it was used for a few scenes in Pride & Prejudice.
As I get older, I find I have a ridiculous appreciation for bridges. Maybe it’s not overly ridiculous to be glad that people decided to make access to other areas easier, but it still can seem a little strange. Having previously taken for granted the skills each generation has used to build a bridge, be it steel or wood, I’d just like to send a little shout out to those magnificent bridge builders of past and present – THANK YOU!
I got trumped by the universe. And that’s OK!
My poetic tribute to humidity:
Oh, humidity, how I hate you. I have not missed you. I despise you. Oh, humidity. Continue reading
The wonderful thing about traveling alone is one’s ability to have short chats with the locals and to make new friends. Continue reading